.A great cleaving of our collective consciousness fragmented us into twisted reflections of the humans who inhabited the world. Once I too had been pa...t of this cohesive hive-mind, a lethargic creep across creation compared to this being now.I do not span the eons, and yet I experience more, knowing more intimately the intricate folds and treasures of each encounter with individual females.There are thousands of tentacled beasts like me evolving in isolation, each with our agenda, a spawning. I was both aroused and ashamed, the feelings ofshame seemed to make the whole thing more exciting. It was like I washaving an affair. Viv was gone most weekends and while she was away Iplayed. I started wearing her clothes just at bedtime. I love gettingdolled up in her lingerie. It was as sexy as hell. At night I lay in ourbig bed wearing all her lingerie, especially pantyhose. God I lovedstroking my cock through the thin nylon gauze. Rubbing my nylon encasedcock, it felt so sensual and. I don't even remember what its for but my wife assuredme she told me weeks ago when she booked it. A cute nurse approachesme and I hand her the form I was asked to fill in and then she walksme to a small room. I sit down and play a few games on my phone whileI wait for the doctor to arrive in what looks like an interview room.Two chairs with some generic cabinets to one side, its all veryboring. She finally enters and warmly greets me with a handshake."Hello I'm Dr. Crob." Blond mid forties in. She hesitated a moment and then her hands disappeared under her flowing skirt. Jason's eyes locked on her legs as her forearms inadvertently pushed her skirt up as she reached beneath it. More than half her naked thighs showed while she fumbled under her skirt, and then the skirt began to drop as her arms lowered and she bent over. And then her hands reappeared from under the skirt -- pushing her twisted blue panties down. Jason flinched again when she placed a hand on his knee. Mrs. Jenson.